CHAPTER 195: CHAPTER 195: THE SHOW IS ABOUT TO BEGIN

Tanya Sinclair had no idea she had been set up on a date by her own son.

She returned home, and after taking a shower, she sat in front of her computer, tirelessly busying herself.

Although she didn’t want to know Felix Kendall, the man’s face and demeanor seemed somewhat familiar to Tanya.

She did some research and quickly confirmed Felix Kendall’s identity, the only son of Commander Kendall of The Westwood Military District, but more impressive was his grandfather, Old Master Kendall—Marcus Kendall!

Five-star General.

Even though he had now stepped back from his position, his aura was still as formidable as ever, a presence forged from the battlefield.

Tanya looked at Old Master Kendall’s photo and furrowed her brows slightly.

"This is your Grandpa Kendall, Tanya, come over and say hello." Her mother once cheerfully brought her over.

In her memory, he was an elder full of mystery and authority when not smiling.

When he came over, it was very low-key, entering from the back door, but three military vehicles followed him.

Soldiers in uniforms with guns stood guard at every entrance.

"Hello, Grandpa Kendall!" Young Tanya mumbled a greeting.

Old Master Kendall smiled, but with exceptional kindness.

"What a precious little girl, Charlotte, she looks more like your mother than you do." Mentioning grandma, Old Master Kendall shot a disapproving look at Horace Sinclair, who had just entered, and turned his face away coldly.

Grandpa ignored him too, went by himself to offer incense to grandma.

Tanya remembered, later Grandpa went with Old Master Kendall to the back mountain to pay respects to grandma, and after that, only Grandpa came back alone, with a bruise on his face...

Tanya collected her thoughts and continued flipping through.

She noticed that Old Master Kendall’s birthday was next week.

Tanya’s mind worked quickly: tonight, Vincent Hawthorne and Cindy Lynn hosted Felix Kendall for dinner, obviously not just for a meal. It’s clear they wanted to climb The Kendall Family’s social ladder.

They definitely won’t miss Old Master Kendall’s birthday celebration!

Tanya lifted her gaze, her eyes coldly piercing the photo of Cindy Lynn’s family of three on the wall.

With Old Master Kendall’s status, those present will be prominent figures from political, business, and military circles.

It’s the best opportunity for publicity; she wants everyone to know—The Sinclair Family hasn’t disappeared!

Tanya Sinclair is still alive!

The Lynn Family, just shameless thieves occupying someone else’s nest!

Tanya already had a plan in mind.

She printed a photo of a Bronze Square Tripod artifact and pasted it next to the photo of the Lynn Family!

The show is about to begin.

...

The night was deep and intense.

The Lynn Family villa.

"You’re saying Felix Kendall was captivated by that little bitch Tanya Sinclair?"

In the study, Shelly Sullivan was copying Buddhist scriptures. Hearing Cindy’s words, her brush paused.

The tip of the brush, with a dot of ink, hovered over the paper, about to drop but not yet.

Shelly looked up at her daughter, frowning slightly, suspiciously asking, "With Tanya Sinclair’s rustic looks, could she really catch Felix Kendall’s eye?"

Felix Kendall’s taste is extremely high!

Before this, she had considered creating opportunities for Cindy to get more face time with Felix Kendall, but after weighing it, she gave up.

Being able to associate with The Kendall Family is ideal, and Felix Kendall as a man is charming but ruthless, nurtured in true military environments, having spent years in special forces before.

Rumor has it he even caused a woman’s death in bed... although it’s unclear if this is true, Felix Kendall is undeniably fierce.

Could he really be interested in Tanya Sinclair?

"It’s true!" Cindy was a bit dissatisfied, but she still took the photos Rhys Lucas secretly sent her, showing Tanya Sinclair with a man, and handed them to Shelly.

"Mom, look, this little bitch, I don’t know what’s got into her, she’s dressing better and better, such a flirt!"

Shelly took the phone, frowned as she stared at Tanya Sinclair’s photo.

Red dress, fair skin, her face exuding enchantment!

Her gaze turned cold, speaking icily, "That little bitch, she’s turned out even prettier than her short-lived mother!"

"Mom, Tanya Sinclair has men around her one after another; if she really finds a backer, she’ll definitely settle old scores with us in the fall!"

Shelly sneered, "What top-notch powerful family would want second-hand goods? No matter how many men she has, they’re just playing with her. Is there really a fool who would marry her?"

"Mom, since Vincent divorced, it seems he’s more and more interested in Tanya Sinclair..." Cindy thought of how Vincent left her tonight, and felt blocked.

Although later she timed a call to Joy, indirectly confirming Vincent was at home, which reassured her.

But Cindy Lynn was still worried, what if one day Vincent Hawthorne really wanted to rekindle things...

"What are you panicking about?" Shelly Sullivan seemed completely unconcerned, "Even if it’s a dog you raised for fifteen years and don’t want anymore, if someone else pets it, the original owner would feel uncomfortable. It’s just men’s possessiveness at play."

Listening to Shelly Sullivan made Cindy Lynn feel somewhat relieved.

"What does Tanya Sinclair count for? Once she’s healed, it’s the end for her." Shelly Sullivan changed the subject, "Now that we’ve connected with the Kendall Family, and have Vincent Hawthorne representing the Hawthorne Family to back our Lynn Family, no one will suspect us."

Shelly Sullivan was so actively pushing for Cindy Lynn and Vincent Hawthorne not just because Cindy liked Vincent, but also because the Hawthorne Family is a century-old prestigious family in Aris, with a solid reputation. Compared to other prestigious families that have been declining, the Hawthorne Family has been flourishing in business in recent years, with assets skyrocketing.

As long as Cindy Lynn successfully marries Vincent Hawthorne, our Lynn Family, as in-laws of the Hawthorne Family, having billions in assets will be a lot more justified.

"Next week is Old Master Kendall’s birthday banquet, where all the elites will attend. You must go with Vincent Hawthorne! By then, your dad and I will also be there."

Cindy Lynn nodded, "Vincent and I have discussed it, we will attend together. I just haven’t decided on a birthday gift for Old Master Kendall yet."

Shelly Sullivan smiled slightly, "I’ve prepared that for you! I’ve heard that Old Kendall’s favorite antique is a bronze square tripod called ’Phoenix Dance’!

"It’s currently sitting in our collection room! By then, just take this grand gift and you’ll definitely steal the spotlight!" Shelly Sullivan touched Cindy Lynn’s delicate little face with pride and smugness, "My daughter Shelly Sullivan will be the most dazzling debutante in Aris!"

...

The next day.

Tanya Sinclair didn’t go to Westgard Pharmaceuticals; instead, she took leave and went to the Veridia Base early in the morning.

First, everything at Westgard Pharmaceuticals was on track, so her absence for half a day or a day would not have an impact.

Secondly, she was the leader of Group A in the Veridia Project, and Professor Carter had previously sent her materials, along with the core technical issues facing Group A.

Tanya Sinclair already had a preliminary solution in mind; she planned to hold a meeting with Professor Carter and the core members of the Veridia Project to discuss her approach, conduct preliminary tests, and adjust immediately to save time if it didn’t work out.

The third reason was that Tanya Sinclair knew today was the day Vincent Hawthorne was ousted from the board, plus the lawsuit Zane Shaw had meticulously prepared for him... Today was certainly going to drive Vincent mad.

Given his usual temperament, he would likely come to Westgard Pharmaceuticals to block her, so Tanya chose to avoid unnecessary trouble.

If it were another company, she might have had some concerns about causing negative impacts on the company or harming innocent colleagues.

But the boss at Westgard Pharmaceuticals now is Declan Pierce, and the security shares his style.

If Vincent Hawthorne dared to cause a scene, she could imagine him being driven off with electric batons by the security guards...

Last time she was just in the office area, but this time she was going to the core research facility, and Sam Sawyer personally came to the door to meet her.

On the way, Sam Sawyer seemed a bit nervous, getting more anxious as they approached the meeting room, sneaking glances at Tanya Sinclair from time to time.

Tanya Sinclair initially wanted to pretend she didn’t notice, but with mirrors all around the elevator, it was hard to pretend.

"Sam Sawyer, is there something you want to say to me?"

Sam Sawyer sheepishly rubbed his nose and was about to speak when the elevator doors opened.

A familiar figure appeared outside the elevator.

Tanya Sinclair froze, "Senior Wenworth?"

The person outside was Cameron Wenworth, Professor Truman’s first disciple, and Tanya Sinclair’s senior!

Since Cameron Wenworth was here, it meant...

Tanya Sinclair’s eyes widened slightly, looking in the direction of the office... Now it was her turn to feel her hands trembling helplessly.

Cameron Wenworth sympathetically patted Tanya Sinclair on the shoulder.

"We were also summoned by Professor Carter and only then learned you would be here. Professor Truman is inside, griping. I’m going to the car to get something."

Tanya Sinclair: "..."

Cameron Wenworth gave her a look that said ’take care.’

Tanya Sinclair had never been so nervous before, her palms were sweating as she braced herself to walk towards the meeting room.

"Oh, Old Truman, really, why are you holding a grudge against your student at your age?" Professor Carter’s helpless voice floated out from the meeting room, "In the past, you treasured Tanya Sinclair as if you wished to hang her off your waist as a talisman to show off everywhere! It’s not a crime for a young girl to want to marry back then, is it?"

Professor Truman was furious and sneered, "Marry? If she were marrying a good man and living well, I’d at most call her unambitious! But look at the life she’s leading?"

"Preston Truman’s most valued disciple, the student meant to inherit my legacy, all the project results she has produced, do you think I can’t see them? Yet those shameless Hawthorne Family members refused to even give her naming rights for years! And she could still put up with this? An utterly hopeless fool!"

Tanya Sinclair stood outside the meeting room, listening to her mentor’s infuriated scolding, tears rolling uncontrollably down her cheeks.

All those years, her teacher had been silently keeping track of her movements...

She was his student, she bore his influence, and the achievements that belonged to her creativity were recognizable at a glance by her mentor.

He was angry, resenting her for squandering her talents, wasting her life on someone undeserving, yet she was still willing!

Professor Carter sighed, "Ah, Old Truman!"

"Enough, stop talking! Before that useless ingrate arrives, I’m leaving first! If you ever coax me here again, Old Carter, don’t blame me for picking a fight with you!" Professor Truman warned, shaking with anger, "I’m now a master of Eight Pieces of Brocade, I can land you a beating you wouldn’t forget!"

He ranted and raved while heading out.

But just as he reached the door, he saw Tanya Sinclair waiting outside.

Her face was streaked with tears she hadn’t had time to wipe away, and in shame and choked up, she called out softly, "Teacher..."